Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Waiting for Thousand Splendid Suns

I wanted to write more about my frustration of not being logic enough. For losing my rational. For being tempted and disappointing my guilty conscience.

I hope every word that appeared up here will ease the pain. The pain of my FRUSTRATION.
Because right now, there's a lot of things in my mind and it's chaotic, hectic (give me more words end with -tic!). Long story short, the riot is my head is indescribable! Even all the vocabs in my dictionary could not convey the sick being of me at the moment!

Owh.... Wake up, Me! Think of a way on how to get away from this hell of situation!
If my head were a balloon, I'm totally positive that it has already blown up long time ago!!! my negative aura buoyed in the air!

I feel like Hamlet (Wait a sec, do you read Shakespeare? If you don't, go Google it!).
I guess I could recite his famous "To Be or Not To Be" on the top of the world to let everyone knows how FRUSTRATED (I wish I bring along my thesaurus, I can't find other word that can replace that "F" word! ~~F-Frustrated, though!) I am!

Fortunately, I'm still quite sane. I still do feel shame. and I cover up my face with smile so people won't see how ashamed I am of myself...

Oh, sorry Children!(read my blog description, and please, read between the line!)
This is not the kind of story that I want to tell you about in my post. I told you a earlier, I never wanted this page stinks with negative emotions (did I?)
But sometimes, I just can't help it. When I am overwhelmed with emotion, my feeling tends to influence the vocabs and the way of my writing.

So, if you could feel my agony when you read this entry, I'm so sorry. I never wish to put a picture in your mind that I'm a torn, hearbroken person.

Please, don't feel ashamed of me.

-Miss B-

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